Previously
"Sasuke?" Sakura gasped between his weak-kneed kisses. "I love you."
It was then she felt Sasuke's body tense completely and he stopped kissing her. Sakura shocked at her slip covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wide.
Now she ruined it.
Chapter 9
"Sakura, what the heck is going on with you? You've been sulking ever since you came to school this morning," Ino placed herself between me and my locker as I was about to open it. "Is it just me or are you and Sasuke not talking?"
I ignored the persistent voice of Ino in an attempt to stop the building feeling of distress, annoyance and turmoil within me. I really wasn't in the mood to hear her right now. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone right now. Not after what happened with Sasuke last night. Just thinking of it made my stomach turn involuntary. Maybe it was my fault for making such a slip but I was telling the truth. I really loved him. Probably more than I loved my own self.
What made it worse was that Karin had this smug look on her face once she saw that Sasuke was avoiding me. She'd soon probably try to get her claws on him now that she thought I was out of the game. I flung my bag over my shoulder and walked around Ino to join the crowd of students exiting the school doors.
"I've got to go help my mom with something at home. Later," I lied although she probably knew that. Ino raised a brow but let me go because she could see that I wasn't in the mood to talk. I silently thanked her for understanding and nodded to Hinata and Tenten before I went through the exit doors.
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I usually got a ride with Sasuke to go home but I decided to walk. I didn't even know if he would wait for me. Since he was the one avoiding me I highly doubt he would. Whereas before I was desperate and distressed over his bizarre behavior I was now furious. So I dropped a big bomb on him but he didn't have to avoid me like the damn plague. After I told him I loved him he carried me home and just left without saying a word. How did he think I felt after that? I didn't even sleep that night. I stayed up the whole night crying under my sheets.
I bit my lips in annoyance at he whole situation. As I was turning the corner a sudden gust of wind had me trying to grasp my skirt that had risen a great significant deal. My eyes closed as I prayed silently that no one witnessed what just happened but luck wasn't on my side.
A low whistle came from behind me to my right and I groaned in embarrassment. Why me?
"Quite a show there, babe," I looked back a short distance to see a teenager that I knew didn't attend my school smirking with his other friends who sat under a big oak tree. They were all laughing at me.
"I'll give you a ten," shouted another laughing teen as he bumped fists with his friends. I was about to give them a comeback when I was suddenly jolted to the side rather roughly. I spun around angrily to curse the idiot but ceased as my ears picked up on a very low ripping sound.
An older man with a slightly wrinkled face carrying a suitcase spun to face me and apologized and his eyes widened when he saw that his buckle on his leather jacket had caught on a loose part of my blouse and effectively tore half of it from my body. I on the other hand was so shocked that I couldn't move or even say anything. The bottom of my blouse was completely gone leaving my stomach exposed and practically half my bust and lacy bra was out for public display.
"Woohoo! Show me more," I heard the boys screaming and chanting under the tree enthusiastically. I didn't even look in their direction. I was too damn humiliated.
"I'm so sorry," the older man nervously glanced at his expensive looking watch. "I'm sort of in a hurry. I truly am sorry. . .I uh . .forgive me." The man continued his sprint down the street and looked back twice guiltily. As I watched him disappear behind a building and I heard the appreciative and lewd remarks from the boys I felt like I wanted to die right on the spot. I was not only embarrassed but extremely pissed.
Not only was I half naked on the street but to reach home I had to pass through a small village that was always packed with traffic and people walking on the streets. I closed my fists at my side and stomped my foot as I yelled out in frustration. There was no way I was going to walk home like this. Taking residence under a nearby tree while holding my bag in front of me I took out my phone and called Ino.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Ino. I'm kind off in a weird sit-," I gasped and pulled the phone away from my ear as it beeped. I then saw the empty battery sign and could only watch helplessly as it cut out. Go figure. I shoved my phone in my bag angrily. I just charged the damn thing yesterday.
Why am I not surprised?
I looked up as I heard the persistent beeping of a horn. A white car pulled up to the side of the road and the man in the drivers seat motioned at me with his hand. "How much?" I watched him confused, "How much for what?"
He looked at me like I was stupid, "You're service."
My draws dropped as I finally understood, "I'm not a prostitute. Pervert!" I held my bag tighter up against my chest and watched as the man drove off after he eyed me doubtfully. To add to the burn, a couple of women passed with their children and watched me in disapproval as they covered the eyes of their innocent toddlers.
Great, now people think I'm some sort of road whore.
I was about to consider committing suicide when an idea then popped into my head. I checked my bag and nearly jumped in relief when I saw that I had my purse. I could just buy a new blouse but I'd still have to go into the outskirts of the crowded village. While the outskirts weren't densely populated as in the village it still had a significant amount of inhabitants who lived there an hung out on the streets. In addition to that the village had a high school and the streets were bound to be littered with students on their way home from school or just hanging with their friends. There goes that bright idea.
I had no other alternative. I could still hear the voices of the boys in the background calling me and asking for my number. As if I'd ever give it out to them. I had a boyfriend. . .well I think I still have a boyfriend. Sasuke didn't exactly break up with me he just wasn't speaking with me at the present moment.
I arranged my bag in front of me and pushed my self off the tree and just when I thought things couldn't get any worse my the rest of my blouse was completely torn off of me. I gasped and spun around to find that the rough tree bark had hooked itself in a torn part of my blouse and had just finished the job of leaving me exposed. I hissed and grabbed the torn blouse off the tree and stuffed it in my bag. It wasn't even recognizable now. Thankfully because of my position behind the tree the boys didn't see what just happened to the rest of my attire.
I smiled slowly as I remembered that the school's nurse had free environmental conservation shirts stacked up in boxes in her office. I pondered at the thought of moving because the boys would see but it was better to have a few boys seeing than having a whole village see her half naked in public.
Holding my bag tightly in front of me I made a dash down the road and ignored the loud cheers from the boys and the shocked looks from a few bystanders and drivers. As I ran in the school gates I sighed in relief. I was now away from prying eyes and looking at the school's parking lot I was pleased to see that the nurse was still at school. Her car was the only car present in the parking lot aside from a nice and expensive looking . . .
"Shit!" I felt my body freeze over. "What is Sasuke still doing here?" I whispered to myself shocked. I could not let him see me like this. It was then I heard the loud but familiar voices approaching.
"Baby, where'd you go. Encore! Encore!" The loud snickers of the boys could be heard as they approached the school gates. Oh my. . .they actually followed me here? I looked around helplessly and was about to dash towards the school door in hopes of avoiding the approaching boys but stopped as the doors opened and Sasuke stepped out.
"Shit, Shit. Shit, "I chanted over and over again under my breath. There was no way I could avoid any one of them now. My mind flashed back to what almost happened to me with Ryo and I almost panicked. My reasonable side took over my dangerous train of thoughts. They acted like goofballs and didn't seem like the type to do such a thing but neither did Ryo.
I was about to make a last attempt to dash away when a familiar voice directed at me spoke, "Well. There you are. That was rude of you to leave without saying goodbye." A blonde boy grinned as he tried to see beyond the bag I held too tightly to my chest. You could only imagine my horror when one side of the strap burst and the beg fell and swung at my legs.
The boy and his other friends behind him laughed and patted him on his back as they stared shamelessly at the display before them. I really wasn't surprised that that happened. I was actually expecting it because everything just seemed to be going wrong today. It all started when I slipped in the bathroom this morning and I knew I should have just stayed at home.
I looked back towards the school door and saw that Sasuke was now treading down on the last step. If I was lucky he'd turn and head straight to his car and I'd get a chance to run into the school building unnoticed and get that damn shirt. Unfortunately for me Sasuke chose this exact moment to look up and he immediately stopped walking as he stared at me. His eyes that was focused on my face slowly traveled down and I could see the growing shock in his normally stoic expression at my exposed upper half. His eyes then looked over at the group of boys the short distance in front of me and he sneered. His eyes glazed over in anger and he started towards our direction.
I could only look down in embarrassment as I heard him approaching. My brewing anger that I had for him was slowly dissipating only to be replaced with a rapidly building shame. His hands closed around my wrist and he pulled me face forward into his chest.
"If you don't want me to kill you, I suggest you go find some other chick to entertain yourselves," I could hear in his voice that he was trying to control his temper and the other boys must have heard it too because they left without a fuss. I was too embarrassed to move my face from his chest which I felt was nicely toned with firm muscles.
"Sakura, what the hell is up with. . .this?" Sasuke's voice was calm but somehow exasperated at the same time.
"What?" I decided to play dumb. What was I suppose to tell him? He'd hardly believe the hell I went through for the past ten minutes.
"This," I gasped as Sasuke put his finger between the clasp of my bra and pulled making it snap against my back. I jumped away from him shocked, "Sasuke!"
"Hmmm?" he answered but his eyes were trained on the view below my neck instead of my face. I covered my breasts with my arms and Sasuke's eyes snapped up to meet my angry ones.
He shrugged and put his hands in his pockets unaffected by my anger, "What? You thought I wouldn't look? Sorry but they're kind of hard to miss." He blinked with that look on his face damnable handsome face. I couldn't believe the guy.
"Of course they're hard to miss if you're looking at them," I hissed. I never knew Sasuke to be the corrupted type.
I thought he was the nice, clean, respectable and gentleman type. . . . Damn what the hell am I thinking. Sasuke. . .nice? Respectable? Am I stupid or what? The guy is a well known remorseless bastard. A ridiculously fine remorseless bastard.
"Well it's not a sight I'm blessed with everyday so I just thought I should take advantage of it. Sorry," Sasuke didn't sound sorry one bit. What made the situation more embarrassing was that I'm sure I was also red in the face like a tomato. I watched cautiously as Sasuke slowly and almost regretfully removed his jacket and gave it to me. His eyes never moved from my chest even as I grabbed it from him roughly.
As I was putting on the jacket, Sasuke with his eyes still glued to my chest asked, "Are they a C-cup?" I'm sure my jaw was touching the ground right that very second. I sputtered senseless words in shock at his outrageous question.
"What kind of question is that?" I snapped while fumbling with the buttons on the jacket after I got a hold of myself. Today was turning out to be one of the most bizarre days of my life.
Sasuke seemed to be enjoying my distress when he saw that I was struggling to pin the buttons under his unwavering gaze. He didn't even seem to be paying much attention or really any attention to me whatsoever. "It's definitely a C-cup," he nodded his head I dare say appreciatively after having made the decision himself. He guessed right though because I am a C-cup. It was something I shamelessly took a great pride in.
When I was younger I was flat and all the other kids called me 'ironing board'. I always pretended not to care but when I went home I cried for hours and once even tried to stuff my trainers. It was a big relief even though it happened late that they finally grew out and I felt like a normal teenage girl.
"Want me to help you?" Sasuke offered his assistance and I watched him and snorted. Like I needed his help to button the damn jacket. I turned my back to him and he chuckled while I proceeded to button the jacket. I fumbled a bit with the last button and when I was finished I was just relieved to be clothed again.
"Sakura," I turned around because Sasuke's tone of voice was different. More serious. It was then I remembered that I was extremely angry at him and hurt. I was just about to let him hear it but the next words that came from his lips made me stop.
"I'm sorry," I looked up at him and he really did look sorry. He averted his gaze from mine and shook his head. He looked so damn cute. I really couldn't believe that this gorgeous, sexy hunk of male is actually my boyfriend. I think I was falling all over in love with him again.
"I was going to apologize sooner but every time I saw you . . . it just seemed harder to do once I really saw you and I avoided you. I really want to say that. . . ." Sasuke huffed out a bit of his breath and his cheeks turned just the slightest and barely there hint of pink. " . . . Sakura, could you please stop staring at me like that. You are making this much harder than it already is."
I couldn't resist giggling and I definitely could not take the broad smile of my face either. Sasuke was apologizing and he actually meant it. In all of my life this was something that I did not expect from him. I was just so happy that I felt giddy and couldn't stop staring at him.
"I love you too."
"What?" the one word question flew out in a rush. I wasn't too sure if I'd heard him right. Maybe I actually did stay home and everything that was happening now was a dream. I blinked rapidly as I heard the words play over and over in my head.
"God, Sakura. Don't make me say it again. It was hard enough the first time," Sasuke turned to the side and looked away. "Really hard."
I stared off in the distance at the trees lining the school premises. "When . . .I mean but," I didn't even know how to start a proper sentence because my insides felt like they were bubbling over and ready to explode. I was on the verge of going crazy with joy and I felt giddy with excitement and disbelief.
"I realized it after what happened with Ryo. I didn't want him or anyone else hurting you and I . . .can't explain it. I knew I loved you but I guess I just didn't want to admit it. I didn't mean to hurt you that was the last thing I wanted to do," Sasuke turned and looked at me with an apologetic expression and I instantly forgave him. How could I not?
"Apology accepted," I threw my arms around Sasuke's neck and pulled him down into a tight hug. His arms circled my waist and he pulled me even more into his chest and I felt his nose nuzzling my neck. It was only after I felt his fingers trailing my stomach that I realized he had unbuttoned my . . .well his jacket and he was now smirking into my neck. I pulled back with a furious blush on my face and glared at him while pinning back the buttons. The damn guy just stared at my chest until the jacket was finally buttoned up fully again.
"Since when were you this perverted?" I snapped angrily. If I told anyone how sly and perverted Sasuke really was they'd just laugh at me in my face because it didn't fit in with his bad-boy, don't-give-a-shit, hate everyone image. If they only knew.
"I'm not a pervert." Sasuke denied my accusation with slight grimace. He cocked his head to the side thoughtfully. "I never take a second look at a female's assets so you should be thankful that I find yours worth a second glance."
My jaws dropped and my eyes widened, "You uguh!" I just growled because words couldn't begin to express my anger and my cheeks tingled from the twisted compliment. If people only knew the real Sasuke. I shook my head and decided to ignore his statement, "Why are you still here in school anyway?"
"I was looking for you. I thought you must have walked home so I was gonna leave but then I came across a peculiar sight as I was leaving. Which reminds me you never did answer my question. How the hell did you end up topless?" Sasuke look at me curiously awaiting my answer.
"It's a long story and I don't want to tell you," I spoke in a low voice and avoided Sasuke's questioning gaze.
Sasuke gripped my hand, "Tell me." His voice was stern and left no room for arguments. "It's not everyday a guy sees his girl walking around the place half naked like some chick from girls gone wild. Explain."
"Sasuke!" Sasuke growled at Naruto's over exaggerated yelling and his interruption. "I have been looking for you everywhere." The blonde ran to Sasuke's side and grinned at us. "Hey Sakura," he greeted smiling widely.
"Hi Naruto," I giggled at Naruto's hazardous appearance. His jacket was on the wrong side and his hair was even more wilder than ever. He turned to Sasuke with a look I suppose should have been a scolding one, "Listen here young man. I've been worried sick. Do you know how much time I spent looking for you and worrying that something happened to you?" I struggled greatly to hold in the loud outburst of laughter that was currently building up in my throat.
"I just left you in the car and told you I'd be back in five minutes," Sasuke deadpanned. "Asshole," he finished off with an insult.
Naruto sniffed, "Yeah well. That was the longest five minutes of my life. I almost caught hypothermia from your ac."
I burst out laughing and Sasuke just shook his head. "Let's just go," Sasuke pulled my arm in his and shoved Naruto forward with the other. He ignored Naruto's nasty insults and stared down at me, "Explain later." I nodded meekly and avoided his piercing gaze. If he only knew how embarrassing the wholesitua-
"At my house," Sasuke's voice floated across my ears but the words got stuck in them. At my house. I looked up at Sasuke to find that he was scowling ahead at Naruto. I've never been to his house before. He lives alone doesn't he? Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic. . .
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"Sakura, you can start walking to the door anytime now," Sasuke's cold yet slightly warmed voice spoke from behind me. I didn't even pay attention to anything he was saying because my eyes were to busy seeing. After having dropped Naruto home we came straight to Sasuke's house.
Never in my life have I seen such extravagance. The huge white house before me was beautifully designed and had an amazing balcony on the third floor. The garden surrounding the house was spectacular and neat, tidy and trim. All sorts of flowers, plants and trees were set in the yard in a strategically and gave you a feeling of welcome. I really couldn't picture Sasuke gardening or trimming hedges-
"I have a gardener," Sasuke voice was flat as he answered my unstated question. I looked back at him suspiciously and turned back forward with a frown of wonder. Was I that obvious?
"Yes you are," Sasuke's voice answered my unasked question once again and I didn't even question how he knew. Some things are better left unknown.
"Sasuke, you live in a frikken palace. I've always dreamed of living in a home like this. It's not fair," I continued walking until I reached the polished marble stair that ascended slightly upwards with an elegant grace. I didn't even step foot in the house and I felt like a queen. All the money he inherited from his deceased family must have made him filthly rich. On top of that I heard that they were wealthy people so the inheritance just added to Sasuke's wealth.
After Sasuke tapped in the security code for the alarm system the doors opened automatically. Automatically! My eyes nearly rolled out of my head as I stared into the house before me. A large staircase with golden railing ascended beautifully upwards to the second floor and there was a large crystal chandelier on the roof. The kinds you only saw in movies. I turned my head to see a pathway that led to a . . .is that a 62" flat screen? Why was this guys so gloomy and emotionally unstable again?
"Are you just gonna stand and stare all day?" Sasuke walked pass me and tossed his bag on a mahogany table that looked as if it just came out of a expensive furniture magazine. I removed my shoes and placed them at the door next to Sasuke's and stepped unto the dark blue soft and expensive looking carpet. My toes felt like they were receiving a quality spa treatment.
"You do realize you live in a dream house right? My dream house!" I'm sure my eyes were glittering like the diamonds I saw edged into a exquisite looking vase that stood on a glass ledge on the wall. Lord help me.
"It kinda gets old after years of living here," Sasuke's voice held heavy sarcasm. "Thirsty?" he asked making his way to a kitchen that nearly made my eyes pop. Everything was stainless steel, even the counters. I nodded stupidly and took the glass of juice he handed me. As I held the glass to my lips I tried to picture Sasuke cooking but that just seemed to weird. I spared him a glance from the corner of my eyes and-
"I have a chef, Sakura but I can cook. I'm not domestically deprived as you think I am," once again Sasuke read my mind. I didn't even want to know how he did it or if he really was a mind reader. I just nodded and followed Sasuke to wherever he was headed like a stray dog. We ended up in his living room and I took a seat on the comfortable couch and soaked in my surroundings. I felt like I was on an episode of MTV's cribs.
"So can I have my jacket back?"
I spun to face Sasuke with wide eyes, "Erm no." I just remembered my clothes situation and the reason Sasuke brought me to his home in the first place.
Sasuke's grin was devilish, "I'm just kidding." Sasuke's face was suddenly serious. "I didn't bring you here just so you can tell me how you ended up shirtless. I could have asked you that anywhere." I yelped as he pulled me unto his lap and took my left leg and pulled it over his lap so I straddled him. He had this familiar gleam in his eyes like the time he kissed me in my kitchen. My eyes widened further as his hands on my lower back lowered even more and pulled me tightly against him.
He grasped my chin and pulled me down into a deep kiss full of longing and pent up passion. I opened my mouth and felt the sudden invasion of his tongue and drowned in the taste of him. God I almost forgot how great it felt to be kissed by Sasuke. I gasped into the kiss when his hands on my behind crawled up, held onto my waist and grinded my hips into his. Whoa. Did I mention his hands were cleverly crawling beneath my jacket? Suddenly nervous and panicky I pulled away.
"I ugh. . .I'm sorry," I lowered my head and was afraid to meet his eyes. I feared that he would be annoyed or impatient because I knew guys usually got like that when they wanted. . .something.
"I'm sorry. I scared you right? Shit. . .I always loose my control with you," Sasuke's voice was thick and laced with yearning but his concern overrode the lust etched in his voice. "I'll wait until you're ready." I nodded gratefully because I knew how hard it was for him to hold back.
"You might want to get off my lap now before. . ."
I immediately jumped off his lap and went on the other side of the couch when I realized what he was saying.
Sasuke smirked at me mischievously, "You jumped pretty high there. I hope that when the time comes you can jump that high on it."
My jaw came loose and I didn't even know how to reply to that suggestive remark. One time Sasuke was cool, another time he was brooding and another time . . .he's like an animal in heat. The sad thing was that I never knew which one I was going to have to face each day because his behavior changed within short intervals.
"I'm just going to ignore that," I nodded my head and looked around. "So can I see you're room?"
Sasuke nodded slowly and led me up the large staircase. We passed three doors going down the hall before we stopped at his own room. I wanted to ask what were in the other room but I didn't want to seem nosy. Sasuke opened the door and allowed me to step inside before him.
His room was exactly like him; dark and exotic. The walls were a dark midnight blue and the chandelier on the roof gave the dark room a white glow of light. His sheets were black silk and so were his curtains. He even had a flat screen on the wall and a few PS3 games strewn on a side table. I gasped as I saw his walk in closet which was almost as big as my room. On the wall hung a portrait of who I guessed was Sasuke's mother and father.
His mother was beautiful and he bore a great resemblance to the beautiful woman. His father looked stern and was barely smiling. His mother seemed to be very happy in the picture and I had a feeling that when she was alive she lit up a room anytime she walked in.
"Wow. This is so cool. The closet is sooo big, I can't believe-" I snapped my mouth shut and walked over to look in the closet when I saw something familiar that shocked me. As I approached I saw that it was indeed what I thought it was and spun around to face Sasuke who was staring back at me silently.
"Aren't those my suitcases?" I asked pointing to the two red bags on the floor. Sasuke nodded and watched me carefully waiting for my reaction. "Why are they . . .here?" I asked him slowly. What was going on? There was something going on here that I knew absolutely nothing about.
"You're mom is leaving for an emergency trip to America tonight. She said that she was trying to call you on you're cell but couldn't get through," Sasuke explained. I nodded slowly and then I remembered that my battery for my phone had died earlier when I was trying to call Ino. "She called me instead and told me to tell you. That's why I was looking for you after school."
"Okay. I get that part but if you just found out a while ago how did my clothes end up here?" I asked puzzled.
"When she called she asked me if you could stay with me so I gave her my address and my alarm system code to get in," Sasuke shrugged. "She must have searched this whole house just to find my room. By the way, she said she'll be away for three weeks."
I blinked rapidly. Three weeks? Three weeks in a house alone with Sasuke. My insides became giddy with excitement and nervousness. Don't scream, don't scream. "That's weird. Normally my mom would just make me stay at Ino's or something," I folded my arms and narrowed my eyes suspiciously. "There's no way she'd trust me enough to stay with a guy alone for three weeks."
Sasuke shrugged, "I was thinking the same thing but I didn't question her. Saw no reason to. She said to call her as soon as you can," Sasuke nodded his head at the phone at the other side of the room. "I'll just go prepare the guest room."
After Sasuke left the room I practically ran for the phone and dialed my mom's number so fast I though they would catch a cramp.
After three rings my mother answered, "Hello?"
"Hi, mom. I'm sorry you couldn't get me earlier but my battery died."
"It's okay. I figured something like that happened. I would have told you about the trip sooner but it just came up and the company needs me to go abroad and workout some things."
"Yeah, I understand. So-," I stopped talking unsure of how to state my question.
A laugh came from my mother's end of the phone, "You're probably wondering why I didn't pack your things at Ino's right?"
"Yes actually," I said relieved that I didn't have to ask.
"I trust Sasuke. I know he'll take care of you because he really does care about you. I'm really happy that you found him, Sakura. I know Ino will take care of you too but I just feel better knowing that you're with someone who puts your safety before theirs and is able to physically protect you. Sasuke is a good guy, he's just detached."
I was smiling so broadly my mouth hurt. I was glad that my mom really seemed to like and trust Sasuke. My mother was at times very difficult and earning her trust was sometimes hard. I knew this was because of what my father did to her.
"Wow mom. I think Sasuke would be glad to hear that," I could almost see my mother smiling.
"I know. By the way, don't do anything I wouldn't do Sakura," she warned me playfully.
My face heated up, "Mom!"
"Don't mom me. You'll be living under the same roof for three weeks and I know I'm old but even I can see that Sasuke is a fine ass piece of hunk." My jaws dropped at my mothers words. I couldn't believe my ears. She wasn't allowed to talk like that. She's a parent.
"Sakura, that guy is sinfully gorgeous so try not to get too wrapped up in his charms and do anything stupid. When you feel that you are truly ready I won't tell you not to do anything but if you're not just try and resist the temptation. Don't watch him too much or even listen to his voice too much. He has a really sexy voice."
"Mom. I cannot believe we're having this discussion," I groaned embarrassed as my mother laughed at my growing distress. "Just remember he's my boyfriend mom," I joked. She laughed louder this time and I grinned. I really loved my mother.
"Anyway honey. I have to finish packing and get to the airport. My flight leaves in about three hours. Bye, I love you."
"I love you too," I said and hung up the phone. I sighed and turned around. My breath hitched when I saw Sasuke leaning in the doorway staring at me with those dark searching eyes. He must have started changing his clothes because his pants rode so low on his hips I could see the waist band of his blue boxers and his shirt was thrown over his left shoulder.
I wasn't able to stop my eyes from roaming his well muscled and toned chest and his smooth abs. I swallowed when I saw a light trace of dark hair leading a trail from under his navel and disappeared in the waistband of his boxers.
"The guest room is the next door on the right."
Did his voice always sound like that? So smooth and deep and sexy? Lord help me. I groaned and closed my eyes as I recalled the words my mother just told me a few minutes ago.
". . . just try and resist the temptation. Don't watch him too much or even listen to his voice too much. He has a really sexy voice."
That my dearest mother was going to be hard to do.
Author's note: I'm finally finished with this damn chapter. It took me really long because I had three weeks of exams to study for and I had to stop writing for a while. I didn't want to fail and not get into college because I was too busy writing this chapter. Anyways I really hope you guys like this chapter because it was inspired by true life events.
The whole half naked situation in the street happened to my sister last week. Fortunately for her, her phone battery didn't die. Also, my sister totally decked the guy that ripped her blouse because he was very rude to her after. I really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter after all the trouble I went through to try and get it done, lol.
